Duda cleared her throat: "You can call me Major."

"I'm very honored! Mr. Major." My father's heart was filled with joy. The person who came was actually a major!

"Are you a technical officer? My grandfather was also a technical officer." The father took a close look and went straight to two glasses of juice and placed it in front of Duda and Feihu, "What can I do for you?"

Duda placed the gun on the table, and the six bullets removed.

"The first time I saw this model." Dad didn't reach out to get it, but just observed it carefully, "Is it the military's new weapon?"

"I ask, you answer, after we leave, this gun and bullet will be yours." Duda seemed to have regained the feeling of a soldier, concise and to the point.

"As long as I know." The father was very cognizable. This was his talent that enabled him to live a prosperous life in troubled times.

"Tell me about those monsters." Duda said.

The father frowned: "Those infected people? They are infected, and they have changed from good people to that look. They can hold them and eat them, and they are reproductive very fast."

"Route of infection."

"How could I know this? Anyway, the more we go west, the more serious it is..." The father stood up in surprise, put his hands into his trouser pockets, staring at Duda, "You are not from the military!"

"Not those troops you know." Duda sometimes held the lightsaber and said in a solemn voice, "Sit down."

The father sat down heavily, took a few deep breaths, and asked in the previous gentle tone: "Where are you from?"

"Do you pay too?" Duda asked back, then returned to the topic just now: "Tell me about genetically modified people."

"That was only after the catastrophe. I know everything came from the west." Dad regained his calmness. "They made people into warriors, each of them like supermans, with great strength to fly over the eaves and walls. But we have never seen them here, it's just a rumor."

He paused, looked at Feihu, and said, "I have seen a genetically modified woman in the regiment headquarters, which is specially used for lustful pleasure."

Feihu let out an angry growl in his throat.

Duda gently pressed Feihu and continued to ask, "Tell me about the brain wave device."

"Brain wave device..." The father lowered his head slightly and said, "That is also a very terrifying thing in the legend. As soon as it is opened, people will know nothing, become like a walking corpse, doing whatever they want. Sometimes people in some camps disappear, and ordinary people will guess that someone is using a brain wave device to lure them, which is actually nonsense."

"How do you know?"

"Although I have never seen the world, I know that it is a strategic weapon equipped by the first-level army troops!" The father stared at the top of his eyes, afraid that Du Da would not trust him. "Any strategic weapon can be used casually? Besides, is it worth it to abduct two strong laborers?"

Hmm. Duda touched his chin and quickly analyzed and judged the old fox's words. He had said before that some people in the camp disappeared, and now he can be specific to the labor force. It seems that the missing people are inseparable from him. He needs to be more vigilant about such a guy.

"Is Yamilija?" Duda asked.

"It was the first one they invented." Dad looked at Duda.

"Then there must be a way to restrain one." Duda only judged based on common sense that if there were no natural enemies, such a despicable weapon would have long unified the planet.

"Yes, we invented a hat to interfere with the waves emitted by the brain wave device." said the father. "It was called a civil defense hat at that time, and it was found in almost every family's emergency box. However, after using that hat, some people would be disgusted, easily get lost, and be unable to stand firm when walking... Of course, most people are fine."

"I want two civil defense hats," Duda said.

"that……"

It’s all over the street! Most people come out with emergency boxes, and everyone has civil defense hats, who cares! Besides, who believes that there will be a group army rushing over with a brain wave? If the army wants to flatten, can they still use a brain wave? Just drive the tank over directly!

"That's really hard to deal with." The father looked embarrassed.

"You are lying." Feihu keenly discovered his father's fraud and spoke.

My father was startled and thought he had been exposed. He quickly explained: "There were many in the past, but because everyone has them, everyone doesn't care... After the catastrophe, no one thought that the brain wave was still there, who would keep it?"

"You are lying."

Duda also heard this. The people had obvious fear of brain waves, which could be seen from the tour guides they hired. In this case, no one would throw away the civil defense hat at will. The worst case is that this hat will naturally be depleted and there is not much left, or the owner is unwilling to give it up, but it will definitely not be difficult to deal with it.

"Okay, I can't do it if you don't believe me." said the father. "Even if I can get it, the price will not be low. Maybe you can find someone to get it easily. This is a matter of my ability, I'm sorry."

The more explanations, the more lies.

Du Da already knew it in his mind that this old fox just wanted the lion to speak loudly.

"A belt," Duda said, "change two civil defense hats."

"I have to see the goods." The old fox quickly settled down and spoke.

Duda untied the belt, pulled it out, and placed it on the table. This was a new purchase by Tao Jiu when he helped him buy clothes. The usage time can be calculated in hours.

"It's still new," Dad stood up and tried to wear a belt, "It's very interesting."

This is an automatic buckle belt, which gets stuck as soon as you pull it. There may not be such an interesting little design on this planet, so my dad has a lot of fun.

——This belt will have to be sold for about a hundred yuan on earth!

Duda felt a little heartbroken.

"Okay, I'll go find it for you, but... don't think I'm losing money, I'll pay a lot of money." Dad muttered as if he didn't take advantage of it.

He grabbed an intercom from the drawer: "Hey! Lazy dog! Go find me two civil defense hats! You need two civil defense hats!"

"Yes, Dad." The man opposite answered.

My father put down the walkie-talkie and breathed: "Look, I want to raise many people, life is under great pressure."

"I also want to know some prices, such as the price of trucks," Duda said.

"Truck," the old man replied in his mouth, thinking in his heart whether this kid could really afford it.

But even if this kid can't afford it, the power behind him will definitely be quite strong! The old man smiled and said, "If you want a container truck, you need a hundred submachine guns."

——Those guys at the moon base will kill me...

Duda shook his head.

"eighty!"

Continue to shake your head.

"Fifty!"

In fact, it is impossible to give you a gun. It can be said that it was lost in the battle. Anyway, this matter cannot be verified, and you have no feelings for the gun. You would rather use lightswords during the battle.

If you want to trade with a gun, how could the military agree? You don’t even think it’s enough!

But this guy is really moisture-filled, see how much you can squeeze it!

Duda continued to shake his head.

"Forty-five, the degree cannot be lowered anymore! And we have to be given bullets!" the old man said with a heartache.

"How much food is exchanged for a submachine gun?" Duda asked.

"This..." said the father, "at least one hundred kilograms, and it's not a bullet."

The weights and measures are not unified! How much is a pound you have here?

Duda pushed the gun over and said, "How many pounds do you think this is?"

My father held it in his hand and said confidently: "One pound, one ounce."

"Well..." Duda knew it. He had seen the performance data of gun matching during the training of the recruits. Without filling in bullets, it was 560 grams, which was about the same weight as the estimated weight of the old fox.

One hundred kilograms of grain are exchanged for a submachine gun, and then multiplied by 45...4500 kilograms of grain.

"Four thousand five hundred kilograms of grain, the quality is excellent, please change your truck." Duda said.

The father was struggling for a while, and plucked his courage to grit his teeth and said, "Add another five hundred kilograms!"

Five thousand kilograms, 2.5 tons.

Duda nodded: "We will come to find you when we look back. This gun is yours. Let's get rid of the entry and exit fee."

"No problem!" The old fox, who had taken the advantage, excitedly put away his gun and bullets, and said, "Now go see the truck?"

"Wait for me to come back." Duda stood up and said, "Come back to find you."
Chapter completed!